The vast flank of the Euboean cliff is pitted with caves, from which a hundred wide tunnels, a hundred mouths lead,from which as many voices rush: the Sibyl’s replies.They had come to the threshold, when the virgin cried out:
‘It is time to question the Oracle, behold, the god, the god!’
As she so spoke in front of the doors, suddenly neither her facenor colour were the same, nor did her hair remain bound,but her chest heaved, her heart swelled with wild frenzy,she seemed taller, and sounded not-human, for now the power of the god is closer.